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Blowing Down the Walls

Based in part on 2 Corinthians 2:14-16: Blowing Down the Walls by Michael Doyle Blown away by righteousness and grace Profound joy takes down all my walls Mercy has taken me to this place I have found my peace in … Continue reading

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A Godly Mother

Based in part on 2 Timothy 1:1-7 and, of course, thoughts on Mother’s Day: A Godly Mother by Michael Doyle Without any sense of shy timidity God speaks through Second Timothy That which we’d do well to recognize Every mother … Continue reading

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First Principles: Wish Not As Much To Live Long As To Live Well

“Wish not as much to live long as to live well.” – Benjamin Franklin, in Poor Richards Almanack (1746)      

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The Way of Swords

A warrior knows the  ways of war.  It’s that fighting soul so often missing in these times. The Way of Swords by Michael Doyle The way of swords Knows its own destiny Like an apple sliced and cored It is … Continue reading

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Tongue Tied In Wonderland

Sometimes one person is all the view you find you need for a lifetime. Tongue Tied In Wonderland by Michael Doyle Pretty isn’t enough for the view For the wonderfulness of the avenue A white wave of sheerest delight Canopied … Continue reading

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The Wolf Knows Its Howl

Enforced surveillance and censorship of the creative mind, particularly by oppressive government is nothing short of a crime against humanity. The Wolf Knows Its Howl by Michael Doyle When a writer must be brave To memorize just to save The … Continue reading

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Manuscripts Don’t Burn

Day 22 of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020!  The optional prompt being to use an idiomatic phrase from another language or popular in another country as a starting point. Manuscripts Don’t Burn by Michael Doyle Years ago when I was younger Words ate … Continue reading

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Simple Saturday

Day 17 of Na/GloPoWriMo 2020 invites us to poetically examine the simple pleasures that make up the Saturdays of our souls. Simple Saturday by Michael Doyle Simply Saturday Could be no other way But over coffee or tea To share … Continue reading

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Cross Shaped of An Imperfect Heart

On the ninth day of Na/GloPoWriMo 2020, the optional prompt is to “write a “concrete” poem – a poem in which the lines and words are organized to take a shape that reflects in some way the theme of the … Continue reading

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Triumphal Entry (Palm Sunday 2020)

Na/GloPoWriMo 2020, Day 5 is Palm Sunday! Challenging, really challenging prompt today.  20 separate components: “Our (optional) prompt for today is one that we have used in past years, but which I love to come back to, because it so … Continue reading

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